‘The Rising Star of Riholm’, Jean Rohrbach. ... more>>

She was a symbol of the revolution that toppled the monarchy, only to be sealed away on the verge of success.

When she finally opens her eyes, 23 years have passed in the world, and the revolution is complete in an era of freedom.

Confused and disoriented, Jean is guided by Nix Heidegger, the man who freed her from the seal.

But this man is the son of Jean’s two closest friends, Gemma and Ernest.

Can this even be possible?

In the midst of this strange feeling, Jean finally confronts a shocking truth.

For the past 23 years, the world has been oblivious to the fact that Jean Rohrbach was sealed away.

The once great wizard, Jean Rohrbach, has now become a legendary witch who fled with a friend just before the final battle.

What’s more, the revolution that was supposed to have been completed looks like nothing more than a half-baked effort.

This can’t be left as it is.

She must correct the twisted world, no matter how far it has gone astray!

Though she has the bold goal of a revolutionary, Jean’s body is in disarray and was full of vulnerabilities.

And by her side, there’s no trustworthy old comrade—only the suspicious Nix Heidegger.

Can this revolution succeed this time? <<less

“Who are you running away from?”... more>>

“From the owner.”

Woo-jin’s face was hardened by Hae-gang’s answer.

He felt it, too—the weight of the words that came out of her mouth.

“Where I was maybe was a dream to others, but it felt like hell to me.”

It was a place she didn’t want to go back to again. She would rather have her legs cut off than return to that hell.

“It was like a breeding place.”

But she did not have a place of shelter to go right away.

She was sure that she would be followed.

Then, Woo-jin made an offer that Hae-gang couldn’t refuse:

“Marry me. I’ll give you a new identity.” <<less

"Each thing that leads you into ruin—I'll do it with my own hands."... more>>

Just as she received notice of her divorce, she learned about her husband's remarriage.

His new wife was none other than Tilda's stepmother.

"You know, Tilda, I'm remarrying Winston Nockilla," said Aclaire with an innocent expression on her face.

"He said I'm much better than a rigid woman like you. He wanted to divorce so much that I barely stopped him in the past."

That day, Tilda realized.

Aclaire had taken away not only her husband but also her family, honor, and everyone she loved.

Thus, she prayed to the goddess, vowing to dirty her hands.

"I will plunge you into the pits of the void with my own two hands."

━━━━━ ∙ʚ(✧)ɞ∙ ━━━━━

A collaborator for such perilous revenge appeared.

Kales Moyne.

He was a devout priest respected in the empire, yet he was an inscrutable man who always looked at her with a lecherous gaze.

"Even though I'm struggling under those cold eyes, I think it wouldn't be so bad to fall into the abyss if I'm with you."

His words flowed like a chant, but a hint of madness seemed to emanate from him.

With one corner of his mouth raised, Kales asked,

"Do I seem crazy to you?" <<less

“A marriage proposal has arrived for you.”... more>>

Lyra Norris – the troublemaker of the Norris barony. For her, persecution and ostracism were daily companions. Then one day, a ray of hope descended.

To build an ordinary family, to love ordinarily.

But life had never flowed according to her will.

“You needn’t worry about her v*rginity. This child knows nothing of men.”

Her stepmother’s praise came with an unfamiliar face, while calculating eyes examined her like merchandise. That day, Lyra discovered why she was being sold as a bride.

“I have to… run away.”

For the first and last time, Lyra resolved to defy her parents.

Then, like salvation, a man appeared.

“Do you have somewhere to go?”

“…No.”

“Then let’s make a deal.”

“A deal…?”

“Don’t you want to start a new life? I’ll give you that chance.”

An irresistible sweet temptation.

“What do you say? Why not become a villainess for me?”

And so began a fate that seemed like a game. <<less

“Why don’t you watch where you’re going, Fiana?”... more>>

I was reincarnated.

As a blind, utterly useless noblewoman.

Even though she was an illegitimate child, my only sister looked down on me.

“This time, your fiancé has been decided. Even someone as useless as you has been accepted by Duke Glacies, the ruler of the North.”

My stepmother, overjoyed, sold me off to the cold-blooded man who had beheaded his previous betrothed.

I resigned myself to fate, but on the way to the North, we were ambushed by bandits…

And that cold-blooded duke saved me!

“You’re lucky.”

Lucky? What are you even saying?

I’ve had terrible luck ever since my previous life.

It had been a few days since I arrived at Glacies Castle in the North, carefully hiding my memories of my past life.

The duke suddenly took me to the tower and started speaking nonsense.

“Blue is a color that reminds me of tears. People often say blue is like the sky or the sea, but I think it resembles the color of tears.”

The duke pulled my hand and placed it on his chest.

“Red is the color of the heart. It’s full of life and carries a powerful energy, but…”

Excuse me?

I have memories of my previous life, so I know what colors are, Duke! <<less

A failed marriage was nothing short of hell. ... more>>

A cheating husband, friends who betrayed her, and harsh treatment from her in-laws. Despite this, Belle lived like a show-window couple, tied to her family's expectations and giving up everything. Then one day, unexpectedly, she gains the ability to see the future.

"Am I going to die?"

If she continues living like this, she will be horrifically mu*dered by those she once believed were friends and by her worthless husband.

No way!

Belle couldn’t tell if this was real or if she was going crazy, seeing hallucinations, but she didn’t want to die like this.

So, she pretended to be dead and escaped. Now, she wanted to abandon everything and live as an ordinary woman, but someone was after her.

Then, at the place she fled to, she met her husband’s brother, Ian, who seemed to take a liking to her for some reason.

"We can't keep hiding, constantly being chased. So, I’m going back to the Rothiers."

Thus, Belle joins hands with Ian and pretends to have lost her memory as they return to the Rothiers Duchy.

"What are you doing with my brother? My wife, you?"

To declare that she would marry her husband’s brother. <<less

I thought I’d be reincarnated as a noble lady in a romance novel.... more>>

But instead, I woke up as an orphan in a back alley.

For a moment, I really believed my life was finally going to get easier when I awakened.

But my Awakening ability is…

“Talent: Awakened (Bounty Watcher)”

“What’s a bounty watcher? not… a bounty hunter?”

Everyone else gets to be swordsmen, wizards, necromancers—

And me? I get to read criminal records.

But I’m Ash. I can turn even dog crap into medicine if I have to.

I figured, “There’s no such thing as an innocent person under the sun. If I use my ability right, maybe I can make a fortune reading criminal profiles.”

Eventually, I became the Northwest’s top fortune-teller:

The Mysterious Esmeralda—and I raked in the cash.

But… did I become too famous?

“10,000,000 Gold.”

“What did that guy do to earn a bounty like that?”

Turns out, I caught the attention of the continent’s greatest villain—Kin.

“You, the most famous forecaster in the entire Western empire.”

“The… what?”

“Break my curse, Mysterious Esmeralda.”

“No. No, no, NO!”

I’m… a fraud!

One misstep after another, and now—

“I’d give anything for you… except to leave me.”

Wait, what? Has Kin lost his mind?

How did I end up as a demonic fortune-teller who seduced the king of criminals?

I’ve been kidnapped by a villain and locked up in the Ashen Citadel of the City of Criminals.

Please help. I just want to quit being a fortuneteller! <<less

"The palace maids get quite a decent salary. I heard they receive a generous pension upon retirement, too."... more>>

"Yes, I'll do it!"

Erica, who brews tea better than anyone in the world (special note: a tea enthusiast in her previous life), takes the job of being the crown prince's personal maid for his tea time to indulge her passion even more. However, contrary to the claim that she only needs to brew tea, meeting the prince's preferences is incredibly challenging.

"Second-flush tea? Doesn't that mean it's made from the second harvest of tea leaves? Isn't the second harvest of lower quality compared to the first?"

"Count Phlox, you may leave now. I need to discuss this tea with the maid."

'You're being unfair, save me!'

The only comfort for Erica is her substantial salary and her pen pal friend.

[My friend has liked someone for a long time but doesn't know how to approach her.]

[How about arranging more opportunities for them to meet? As they spend more time together and talk, a way will become clear.]

The day after she advised her dear friend to create opportunities for his friend and his crush to meet more often, she was unexpectedly assigned additional tea time with the crown prince... It must be a coincidence, right?

"What do you think about the empire's tax policy?"

"Tax policy... is it?"

‘Yeah, there's no way my kind and sweet pen pal friend would do something like this!’ <<less

Have you ever possessed a character in a novel where the male protagonist has died?... more>>

I managed to do that difficult feat.

I ended up possessing a necromancer in a novel that the author abandoned after killing him off, who unfortunately was an accomplice of the black mage who killed the male protagonist.

Although I successfully bound the male protagonist’s (Castian) soul using necromancy, everyone is wary of me and despises me.

But for some reason, the once-distant male protagonist has become increasingly kind.

When I rejoiced, thinking that at least he understood my feelings, his kindness took a rather peculiar direction.

“Wasn’t it said that the closer I am, the easier it is to use necromancy?”

“Well, that may be, but you’re already quite close.”

“This should make it even more convenient, then.”

Castian gave a dangerous smile as he pressed a kiss to the back of my hand.

This man must be losing his mind since he lost his life.

The ill-fated encounter between a lowly necromancer and the male protagonist destined to save the world—will things really be okay like this?

Could someone please save our male protagonist and, while you’re at it, maybe save me too? <<less

I was reincarnated as the cursed lady of a perished noble family in an unfinished novel.... more>>

Thinking I could return once the story ended, I lived recklessly. But everything remained the same.

However, despair only lasted a moment!

“First, I need to make money.”

Utilizing my ability to see ghosts, I opened a (ghost) detective agency.

Thanks to my efficient work, word of my abilities gradually spread. Then one day, a suspicious client came to see me.

“If you don’t want to die, you have to help me.”

The tyrant who mu*dered his father and brothers to seize the throne, and the hidden villain of the story—Emperor Adolf Cher Kravoner.

I absolutely refuse to get involved with a madman!

I tried to turn him down, but…

[...Chapter 12: The Suspicious Client

Isabel couldn’t hide her shock. Why is this person here? Adolf, whom she absolutely should never meet, was standing boldly before her.]

The unfinished novel began to be rewritten as soon as I got involved with him. <<less

"I will serve as a replacement for Lady Daton."... more>>

"...What did you just say?"

"I said I will take Lady Daton's place. I will go to the capital with you."

I made a deal with a man who couldn’t forget his lover, under the pretense of paying off a debt.

Of my own accord, I stepped into his trap.

I never knew that would be my downfall.

***

The more I lived day by day, the stranger it felt.

Why do she and I both paint the same pictures?

Why do we both fear water so much?

Is it truly a coincidence that we, two different people, are so similar?

If it is a coincidence,

Who does he truly love?

Who exactly is this "Pheria" he speaks of?

That’s why I decided to leave him.

To understand what his dreadful puppet game was for. <<less

Eve Blanc, a poor but talented dancer, finds it difficult to fully showcase her abilities due to the jealousy and envy around her. She receives an offer that is hard to refuse from the young and charming noble, Duke Ernst von Laerafs.... more>>

“I am not interested in Eve Blanc as a person. I just find it a pity for such talent to go to waste.”

With the duke's support, Eve transforms into the greatest dancer of her time. Gradually, a clumsy affection for the duke starts to bloom in her heart.

However, the relationship, which was merely a sponsorship, takes a sudden turn due to Eve's mistake.

“Nothing changes. You still want to dance, and I still find your body appealing.”

Eve wants to dance for as long as her arrogant patron desires, at least until the moment comes when she can no longer keep her promise. <<less

Lobelia was happy. Even if she lived in an old cabin, her husband’s love for her was more important than anything else. And her baby, who was just born, was so lovely.... more>>

That’s right, she was happy.

“Congratulations on your marriage, Marquis!”

“You are so beautiful, Marchioness!”

Her husband, who had been smiling at her until this morning, turned out to be the son of Marquis’ family.

It was until she saw him marry another woman.

“Take the baby away.”

“No! Give me back Merilly!”

The new wife of the Marquis, her husband, and his mother. After taking everything from Lobelia, they pushed her down to the cliff, but…

Five years later, Lobelia appeared before them again.

“I’m going to kill the three of them. If they’re doing crazy things...”

She also became the princess of the most prestigious family in the empire, the princess of Gracie Duchy.

“I have no choice but to become an even crazier villainess.”

Her emerald eyes flashed with a gleam. All that was left in her was sheer evil. <<less

Because of the incompetent Emperor, she possessed the female protagonist who died from overwork. ... more>>

She tried to get rid of her empress status and get a job in the castle, earning a flat monthly salary.

But one day, her husband was ousted from the position of Emperor. And it was none other than his older brother, who had been missing for several years.

'Finally, I'm divorcing him!'

So I called for a celebration inside my head.

"The Empress will remain the same."

Wait. Why is my position not changing?

I thought we were finally getting a divorce, but another guy came in.

I’d rather be a servant than be the emperor’s woman. Then I will be a wicked employer who does both! <<less